Myths and Gargoyles by Jamie Hawke (interesting books to read in english txt) 📕

We were together. We weren’t exactly dead—which meant we stood a chance.

The pressure in my crotch told me I was really getting into this, and she must’ve felt it too, because a second later she had her hand where her thigh had been, caressing my cock through my pants.

“I could use some motivation,” Sharon admitted, and she joined us, kissing first Red, then me.

“Should we… leave?” Sekhmet said, her face transforming to that of a woman instead of the lion. “Or stay?”

Elisa and Pucky shared a look, then looked towards Red and Sharon.

“I don’t… know,” Pucky said. She looked at me. “I suppose it’s up to him, since none of us seem to have a problem with it.”

“I vote for stay,” Sharon said. “More the merrier.”

“Oh, I didn’t mean…” Sekhmet laughed, nervously. “I didn’t mean join in. Sorry, I can see how… yeah… Not yet, at least. Just—do you want privacy? I’ll give you privacy. Unless… you like people watching? Where I come from, at least in the circles I ran, it was normal.”

More looks at me, and I shrugged. “Sure…?”

Sekhmet smiled, though tried to look like she didn’t care one way or the other, and Bastet purred, curling up on her lap.

“Whatever, you all are weird,” Red said, turning back to me. “Just don’t clap or cheer us on or anything.”

A couple of chuckles went around the room, but my mouth was interlocked with Red’s again, and my attention on her breasts, which were pressed against me. Her lips were soft, subtle, and couldn’t get enough of me. As we kissed, her hands found my clothes and tore them off. My eyes opened and darted over to Sekhmet, but she was standing there with her human face and a smile on her lips.

The cat sat on her lap, purring.

“So… weird,” Red said, following my glance.

I flipped her over so she wouldn’t see it, though that put my ass and balls in view. That was no good, so I turned instead, flipping her over doggy-style and pulled her skirt up, her panties off.

Then I paused, forgetting that we hadn’t taken this step. Her hand, however, reached down and grabbed my cock, guiding it to where it was pressed against her warm, wet pussy.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

She glanced back, bit her lip, and nodded. The others were watching, impressed, not making a move to join, and I supposed they wanted to let it happen this way. To make it special, just me and her… with them watching.

As odd as that was, it was also hot. I let her guide it in, and soon we were rocking that place. She flipped me over and took me at the edge of the bed, riding me. My hands were all over her, grabbing her ass and breasts, feeling at one with her as we finally made it happen.

When she clenched me close, rolling us over so I was on top, she moaned long and low and then released.

She smiled up at me, glanced down to where I was still inside her and said, “Hot damn.” Motioning to the others, she said, “Get in there.”

Now the other three were moving in, stripping and caressing me, loving it. Sharon came next, and then I had Pucky riding me, Elisa caressing her back as she kissed me, touching herself. Pucky’s breasts were rocking, my body arching as that moment took me.

As I came, my body lit up like it had before. Unlike last time, though, now there were blue flames shooting out from me in bursts, as if I were a blue sun and solar flares were erupting. Fuck it felt good, like I was ejaculating from every inch of my body… as disgusting as that sounds after the fact.

But there was more to it. Pucky was yelping and then saying, “Yes, yes,” and at first I thought it was all about the sex, but when I finally finished, I saw it hadn’t been. Those bursts hadn’t been random light shows or fireworks. Judging by the way they were still shooting off of me, some blue flames now hovering out there, shifting into shapes like little people—what I guessed to be Fae, or some form of them, anyway—I had connected with this place on a whole other level.

And when I heard Elisa gasp as she covered herself with a shirt, I turned to the door to see a body materializing there, forming from bits of blue sparks that were drifting over.

Not a random form, nor a form with characteristics that I couldn’t make out, but the very distinct form of Arthur.

When it was done, he stood there looking very much like the real version of him had, only with a blue glow that surrounded him entirely. His eyes, too, were glowing bright blue.

“Thank you, Jack,” he said, nodding to me and then averting his gaze. “Please, dress. Bring Excalibur.”

“I’m sorry?” I said as he turned to go.

“You’re coming with me,” he said, not even stopping. “It’s time to begin your training.”

THE END

BOOK 3: Mystic Guardians

46

My heart still hadn’t stopped pounding from the intense lovemaking I’d just had with the ladies while Sekhmet had watched, and now it was in overdrive with the idea that I was actually about to go train with King Arthur himself.

Or, his ghost? I wasn’t sure what exactly he was in this land, as he’d been sort of sacrificed and we thought gone, but then he reappeared only to tell me it was time to begin my training. Nivian—A.K.A. the little mermaid, A.K.A. the Lady of the Lake—had said he was a spirit, that he’d been sacrificed by Morgana to bring back Merlin… who was apparently not on our side? It was all so confusing.

“What could that mean?” I asked Sharon, darting past her and the others, stuffing my mostly still erect cock into my pants as fast as I could and trying to find my shirt. “Training…?”

“You’ll do great,” she said, offering me a supportive smile, motioning